The old monk's voice echoed in the temple, like Hong Zhongda Lu, which was quite thought-provoking and soul-shaking.
Li Dao
He lies without any drafts, he just opens his mouth.
When the old monk heard this, he sighed softly and said: "If the heart is not sincere, the law will not work. Please go back, donor."
Li Dao "
The old monk lowered his head and could not see his face clearly.
"Amitabha, the donor might as well wait until the royal family gives birth to an heir, and then come and fulfill your wish."
While he turned around, Li Daoxuan opened his eyes and quietly looked at the Guanyin statue and the old monk.
What surprised him was that there was nothing wrong with the statue. Not only was it not possessed by a monster, it even had a faint golden light flowing around it, which was the divine power of incense.
Li Dao Aura.
There is nothing wrong with this statue, except that the incense power on it does not seem to be much, only a thin layer.
According to Li Daoxuan's understanding, although the Guanyin Temple was only built five or six years ago, it is very efficacious and has constant incense all year round. It should not only have this incense power.
When Li Daoxuan's eyes fell on the old monk, his pupils condensed slightly.
A sneer appeared on the corner of his mouth.
The truth about the Guanyin Temple appeared in his mind like a cloud, and at the same time, anger arose in his heart.
What a great one... send your child to the Guanyin Temple!
"Why hasn't the donor left yet?"
Seeing that Li Daoxuan was not moving, the old monk began to urge him.
"No hurry, I want to ask Master a question first."
Li Daoxuan stepped forward, playing with the folding fan in his hand, but his eyes were a little cold, staring into the old monk's eyes.
"This temple is extremely efficacious. There must be many dignitaries who are believers in the temple. If this is the case, why has this Bodhisattva not attained the golden body yet?"
The old monk's eyebrows were downcast, and his expression could not be seen clearly.
Li Daoxuan sneered and said: "Could it be that those high-ranking officials are stingy? I don't think so. Maybe there is another possibility..."
Li Daoxuan's voice gradually became cold.
"That is, your temple only cares about pregnancy, not birth. They can get pregnant, but they may not be able to give birth!"
The old monk suddenly raised his head and stared at Li Daoxuan. The compassion and Zen in his eyes disappeared, replaced by an almost evil look.
He stood up, closed the door of Guanyin Temple, and bolted the top of the door.
"Donor, who are you?"
Li Daoxuan laughed, his voice full of sarcasm.
"Why not Amitabha?"
"Actually, I'm really curious about what it would be like to be a monster wearing a cassock, chanting Buddhist sutras, and worshiping Guanyin."
After hearing Li Daoxuan's words, the old monk finally removed all disguises. His body began to expand rapidly, breaking his cassock, revealing bronze muscles like steel and iron bones. The lines were smooth and distinct, and the big muscles were like dragons and snakes, full of a sense of power. .
In just one breath, the old monk turned into a little giant with a height of more than ten feet and muscles like a coiled dragon and a crouching dragon.
"The donor slandered the poor monk so much. Does it mean that the vajra in front of the Buddha also has the angry eyes to subjugate demons?"
His voice exploded like thunder, causing the entire Guanyin Temple to rumble and cause dust to fall continuously.
Li Dao
After saying that, a palm-sized sword box flew out of his arms and floated in front of Li Daoxuan's eyes.
He tapped it lightly with a folding fan and said calmly: "Jianyi, Chixiao!"
There was a clanging sword sound, and a red light flew out of the sword box. The sharp sword energy swept through the entire Guanyin Temple. The candle in front of the shrine suddenly went out, and then broke into dozens of pieces, with the cuts as smooth as a mirror.
The red sky shot towards the old monk with a whooshing sound, like a rainbow penetrating the sun, it was unstoppable.
The old monk didn't expect that Li Daoxuan would be so sharp when he struck out, and his flying sword technique was as fast as lightning, and he couldn't dodge it at all.
In a hurry, the old monk could only rely on his tempered demon body. He clasped his hands together and clamped them on the Red Sky Sword with a bang, trying to subdue the flying sword with a pair of fleshy palms.
clang!
The friction between the flying sword and his hands produced blazing sparks. Under the control of Li Daoxuan, the sword edge rotated rapidly like a top. The red sword light cut through the old monk's flesh, and the sharp sword energy caused blood to splash everywhere.
The old monk's complexion changed drastically, with a look of horror in his eyes.
When Li Daoxuan took action just now, he saw that the opponent was only in the Yin Shen realm and was on par with himself, so he was not too worried and even wanted to kill the opponent in order to keep the secret of Guanyin Temple.
But now he found out how wrong he was!
This red flying sword is really too powerful, I am afraid it is a top-grade magic weapon!
Even the demon body he was proud of could not challenge its edge head-on.
At the critical moment, the old monk tilted his head.
Whoosh!
The Chixiao Sword chopped off his left ear, and then penetrated the roof of the Guanyin Temple, straight into the sky.
A streak of bloody sunset shined through the hole in the roof and shone on the old monk, as if foreshadowing his upcoming fate.
escape!
With just one move, the old monk realized the huge gap between himself and the other party. He had long heard that there were two types of people in the Taoist sect that should not be provoked, one was a Taoist priest who knew thunder magic, and the other was a sword cultivator.
Sword cultivators are unparalleled in killing power and have extremely decisive personalities. They hate evil as much as they hate enemies. When ordinary monsters encounter them, even if they surrender and admit defeat, it is difficult to save their lives.
boom!
The muscles in the old monk's legs suddenly exploded and swelled several times. He crushed the green bricks and ran towards the outside of the temple like a wild beast.
He didn't even take the door, but ran towards the nearest wall, apparently hoping to break it and escape.
Li Daoxuan didn't look like he wanted to pursue him. Instead, he calmly touched the sword box with his folding fan and said, "Sword Two, White Dragon."
As soon as he finished speaking, a ray of snow-white sword light flew out of the Dragon Sword Box, turned into countless spider web-like sword threads, and penetrated deeply into the old monk's body, causing his running body to suddenly stop, and bright red blood flowed out. It keeps seeping out along the sword wire.
The old monk let out a heartbreaking scream, but he did not dare to struggle at all, his face was covered with sweat.
Under the setting sun, all his joints were pierced by white dragon sword threads. In the criss-crossing sword web, he was like a puppet on strings, or a mosquito on a spider web.
"You haven't shown your true colors yet?"
Li Daoxuan walked forward, with the Dragon Sword Box floating around him.
The old monk looked at the palm-sized sword box with fear in his eyes.
"You have only seen Sword One and Sword Two. In Pindao's sword box, the highest sword can be Sword Nine. Each sword has a different function. For example, this white dragon sword can pick out all the bones in your body." , making your so-called monster body unable to even stand up."
"Some can make you burn with fire, and some can freeze your soul into ice slag. Oh, by the way, there is also a sword with a very surly character. It likes to cut monsters into pieces with a thousand cuts. It will take three thousand six hundred swords to kill you..."
Li Daoxuan continued to tell lies and threaten the old monk.
In fact, his Dragon Sword Box currently only has these two swords.
Hearing Li Daoxuan's words, the old monk was extremely frightened. Even if he died, he did not want to endure such torture.
"Sword Immortal, have mercy on me, Sword Immortal, have mercy on me!"
"I show, I show my true form!"
As soon as he finished speaking, his body gradually changed. His cheeks became longer and darker, black hair grew on his body, four legs appeared, and he turned out to be...a horse demon.
Li Daoxuan stepped forward and looked at him coldly.
"So, it is not Guanyin who delivers the child, but you, the horse demon."
"The children those women are carrying are not their husband's children...but yours!"
Thank you to Lord Yulong for the five thousand reward, thank you for not repeating this nickname, and thank you for the one hundred reward for the neighing w, show your heart!
Today is the Chinese New Year and I have to spend time with my family. These two updates are not long, so please forgive me~
Finally, I wish you all a happy New Year, good luck in the Year of the Rabbit, peace and health, and all the best!
(End of chapter)
